A Bruta, a Braba, a Forte
N.I.N.A
The Brute, the Braba, the Strong
If a snake kills by hugging
I introduce you to the hug of death
While you come crawling, from the top of the branch I prepare my attack
Don't mess with me, bitch
It's no wonder I live in style
Ask the guys from the crew
Who is this Nina?
The tough, the rude, the strong
If a snake kills by hugging
I introduce you to the hug of death
While you come crawling, from the top of the branch I prepare my attack
Don't mess with me, bitch
It's no wonder I live in style
Ask the guys from the crew
Who is this Nina?
The tough, the rude
Like the top scorer of the year
Entering the right lineup
Burning the tongues of the clowns
Who laughed yesterday and today are speechless
They try to revive my past
Because my present affects you
Posture of a madame
And you in this damn Barbie nymph
No flour enters my house
You know I don't mix
My lines are different
Do you like the pure one?
Come here and I'll give you pure hatred
I don't like those who live on the fence
To me, that's a loaded Trojan horse
I make them work hard along with those bitches
Who only showed they were bossed around
Want the lover's position?
Maintain the posture
Where I come from
It's all about rocking the bitches
Want to laugh at the faithful
If you search for it
And get no answer
I'll sit, endure me
To take my place
You have to be pretty, hot, talented, and very thug
Share expenses, prepare food, and still do it well
(No chance, darling)
If I sit, he likes it
I grind, he comes
He knows my rhythm is from the pink tracks
Thinks it's a threat just because it has a pussy?
The big pussy is what he likes the most
If I sit, he likes it
I grind, he comes
He knows my rhythm is
Thinks it's a threat just because it has a pussy?
If a snake kills by hugging
I introduce you to the hug of death
While you come crawling, from the top of the branch I prepare my attack
Don't mess with me, bitch
It's no wonder I live in style
Ask the guys from the crew
Who is this Nina?
The tough, the rude, the strong
If a snake kills by hugging
I introduce you to the hug of death
While you come crawling, from the top of the branch I prepare my attack
Don't mess with me, bitch
It's no wonder I live in style
Ask the guys from the crew
Who is this Nina?
The tough, the rude, the strong
Who's coming in style?
Multiplying the bundles?
The tough, the rude, the strong
You can try, but you know you can't
Who's coming in style?
Multiplying the bundles?
The tough, the rude, the strong
You can try, but you know you can't
Nina
